This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  It’s been a hard week of hiking and snacking and napping.  You would think that it would take a toll on my good looks, all that work.  But nope, it never does.  I just get better with age, rain or shine, pancakes or peanut butter cookies.

So this morning, we were hiking.  We were on the trail, and up walked a big, big dog.  I was super excited of course, because I always am to see new furkids.  But Girl Person thinks it is polite to move off the trail and give people and furkids room, especially if they aren’t the social type.  When they aren’t the social type, I feel like arresting them.  I mean, who wouldn’t want to talk to us?

Anyway.  So this big dog was very friendly and his person asked our Girl Person if we could all say hello.  Uh, yeah! Get ready for the A-Team!  A-Team?  Well, me and Deputy Digby have a routine.  I smell the front, he smells the back and we make our law enforcement presence known. This is a family blog, so let’s just clean this up and tell you that Girl Person calls us the A-Team for a reason folks.  I ain’t gonna elaborate.

Girl Person tells us every single time that we can’t do that, that it is not fair to surround a furkid like that and that unless there is a need for arresting, to give them some space.  Ahh, space is way overrated unless Digby has just rolled in poop.  Then I suppose space is not overrated.

Anyway, this new furkid we met on the trail didn’t seem to mind our greeting.  Girl Person says that maybe the A-Team can just lessen its tactics a bit.  I say “I pity the fool”.  No way Girl Person.  Don’t question the law. Or YOU…are….arrested.

Have a great weekend everyone! Hope to see YOU on the trails!

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle